"Our house is so beautiful!"
Xu Nian'an shouted excitedly. Even though they had made money and started their own factory before, Xu Nian'an had not felt much inside. But now, seeing such a beautiful two-story house before his eyes, his excitement was unparalleled.
Looking over the entire Shuanghe Village, their house was the most beautiful!
Xu Nian'an still remembered the night two summers ago when they had hurriedly moved into the old house. Back then, the grass in the old house's yard had almost been taller than a person, and the gloomy rooms - even squeezing in with Xu Qinghe - couldn't alleviate the endless desolation in his heart, nor his boundless anxiety about the future.
In just a short two years, their home, which had been the most dilapidated in the village, had become the most beautiful house in the village.
"Mom, where's my room?" Xu Nian'an couldn't wait to rush into the courtyard to find his room.
